Sunday rebirth in These titles mean nothing.

Spring is officially here. Daylight time has started. The Waterville Firemen are having breakfast. I’d like to go to the breakfast. But I figure Jim won’t want to go and part of me doesn’t either. It would involve jumping into unfamiliar waters. I believe in supporting the meals that organizations put on. But I almost never go to them. The reason I know the Waterville Firemen are having breakfast is that the son of a guy I know from Dems - they are both volunteer firemen announced it at the end of the meeting at work yesterday.

For the record I’m still waiting for my meal where I sit down and tell a pleasant person what I want and they bring it to me. I will pay for it. Or generally Jim pays for the meal and I buy groceries. I usually pay for the gas too. We negotiate the tip. I am officially a big tipper. I figure if I can afford to eat out I can afford to tip. Jim believes in tipping too but he doesn’t want to be seen as a big tipper. He wants to be a fair tipper. So at the end of every meal we eat in tipping circumstances, there is a negotiation. To be fair it’s been easier mathwise since we went to 20% from 15%. Take 10% and double it and you have 20%. Then you add that to the amount of the check. Sounds easy, and it’s not really hard, but there is often rounding involved and we want to round in favor of the waitperson.

So I suppose that means that today, TODAY, is the day to get to Fayze’s and Woodman’s. I think the last time we went to Lacrosse was the hockey game whenever that was. And that time we ate at the hockey game consession - the walking taco, remember? So I’m due for an omelet, a glass of hard cider. Hard cider for breakfast? That was John Adams favorite way to start a day - a gill of hard cider. I checked to see how much a gill was - when I heard it on McCullough’s Adams bio and just now. A gill is half a cup, four ounces. I plan to have more than a gill. Fayze’s has pretty big glasses.

We are out of groceries. The last few days we have been eating down the inventory. Jim will maintain a bit of patience for not having EVERYTHING available if there is SOMETHING available. I made a big chicken breast stew this week, actually added stuff to the leftovers in a form of resurrection the second day. Besides the big lump of frozen chicken breast I started with, it had onions, canned tomatoes, canned beans, carrots and rice. Jim made sandwiches out of his chicken. Oh and there has been frozen pizza and popcorn. And the eternal peanut butter sandwiches… one of which is calling my name as I write.

We are out of apples, sugar Pepsi - I have one can a day at home from Jim’s stash, other fruit, orange juice. We are also out of cookies, crackers, chips, that kind of luxury stuff you shouldn’t be eating anyway.

Now that I run the inventory through my head. It’s not that we are OUT of groceries, It’s that we are out of the frilly stuff. I still have frozen fish and chips. I have sausage and eggs.

Ok Mary, be honest. You are looking forward to a trip across the river and along the other side. You are looking forward to seeing trains, and eagles, and fresh water at the dam. We might take a little walk along the riverfront. See how that shows up on the fitbit graph. We’ve been avoiding book stores - and the book store doesn’t open till noon - so if we get going at a reasonable BREAKFAST time we will be too early for books.

The only one I’m interested in this a huge coffee table style photo book about the Cathedral of St Joseph the Workman. That’s the church that shows in some of my Lacrosse pictures. It was built in the mid 1960s and is a beautiful building. Book is a bit pricey. The bookstore guy said a priest had brought in several to be sold so I’m thinking I will have an opportunity to buy it, if not today, then sometime in the future.

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Weather? As of 8am, temp was 30, wind 6 mph from the SW, and humidity 80%.

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Instead of tildes (~) to separate entry topics, I’m trying plus signs (+). Let’s see what they do to my formatting.

Here’s a pic I found when I went looking for Cathedral pics. It’s a railroad milepost on the Minnesota side of the river at the pull over place where we canlook at the river and the migratory birds. I suspect the birds will be wending their way north pretty soon.